Besedila: Treble Charger. Maybe It's Me. Mercury Smile.

It's been all the same
The wasted words
The way I'm feeling strange
Colors gone the way
Of empty rooms
And leaning over days

Letterbox in TV frame
I let you in
You'd do the same
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And maybe I can
Laugh if off again

I love your mercury smile
It keeps me outta line
I try to simplify
The complicated kind
I got an alibi
If you're so inclined

Everything is beautiful
I don't know why
It had to be this way

I recall the blame
The failing terms
The light revealing stain
A fabric starts to Frey
With every line
Of thought begins decay

Letterbox in TV frame
No reaction to a claim
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It made me laugh
So I can start again

Falling in disgrace
Listen to the laughter
What a terrible waste
I can hardly wait